Trump Army Battle Hymn

Trump has smiled upon us this day

The fate of his presidency in our hands

And blessed be us pawns

We who fight with all our bravery

'Til only our king stands

We see the distant flames

They bellow in the night

We fight in Trump's name

For what he says is right

And when we all get shot

And cannot carry on

Though we die, Donald Trump lives on

We may get stabbed in the head

With a dagger or a sword

We may be burned to death

Or skinned alive or worse

But when they torture us

We will not feel the need to run

For, though we die, Donald Trump lives on

They may cut our dicks in half

And serve them to a pig

And though it hurts, we'll laugh

And we'll dance a dickless jig

But that's the way it goes

In civil war you get shat upon

Though we die, Donald Trump lives on

With that attitude, you just might!

Help the GOP opponents get votes? I'm not going to be voting for some libtard! What kind of communist BS is this?